Babyboi5, oho-ho-ho!

She off another pill?

She wanna spend another day wit' five, I'm finna kill her

Hella got blicks in and sticks in, nah for real bruh

We got Ricks in, they never tied, that's how I feel bruh

You see how I let the beat in? I let it build up

You done fucked around and pissed me off, I'm trying to chill bruh, uh, five

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, I'm a madman

I just told lil' Prada you get her that bag she won't be mad man

I been praying hard, trying to get these demons off my ass man

She keep blowing my phone up, it's like she want me to crash man

Fuck, you want me to spazz man, but I'm not

She say"give me that cash and I just might give you some twat"

I got Marni slippers and Rick Owens boots sitting 'round in the spot

She thought I was tricking today but this shit ain't what you thought, uh, uh, uh

She want me to spend, spend, spend, spend, spend, spend, spend

Prada my twin, twin, twin, twin, twin, twin, twin

She just want me to come through and bend, bend, bend, bend

I really went from dreaming 'bout a Hellcat to a Benz, yah

This shit hit different when everybody want yo' ass to win

I could never switch or change on Tori's son 'cause that's my twin

Seven Glocks and 30 shots, you know lil' Tab and Dot my friends

Southside Mafia, you don't know one of the 5ives? You can't get in

Yeah, yeah, they just freed Thug

If the diamonds in yo' chain hit, hold it up

Somebody tell these **** they don't want no war wit' us

She said"Babyboi, how you sober in the club?"